The B Side

Where we might be moved by something unexpected.

I am closer, dear reader, to “completing” my novel, if there is such a thing. Perhaps I should say I’m closer to nudging it out of the nest to see if it’ll fly or flutter to the ground.

Occasionally the absurdity of this project hits me like a wallop of cold water. I’ve spent years shaping my imaginary people and their world, powered by the hope that my words will move you. That’s really all I want to do—make you smile, make you tear up, just a little. Every day, for hours each day, I work on this. Some days, I may only write a few hundred words or I’ll spend an entire morning reshaping a paragraph or two. It’s an odd way to pass one’s time, but the desire to share real emotions with you through fictional characters makes me spring out of bed every day before dawn.

I’ve achieved two tangible things over the past few weeks. Firstly, I have a working title for my novel—I’m calling it “The B Side.” This title may change, of course, if my little project takes wings. The other real signpost of progress is a playlist which features the artists and songs mentioned (or simply felt) in the course of the novel.

I hope you enjoy it.